Has Spring Sprung Yet?
If Yoda lived around my geographics he might mutter: “Strange I think this weather is.”
Plastic tulips to fool the moose that ate last year’s batch.
For instance:
One day last week I ate lunch out on the “patio” (back doors by my classroom) soaking up the delectable rays of 50+ degrees, only to wake up to snow flurries six days later.
This must be spring. That roaring lamb thing is in gear.
I know the calendar declares spring to be around March 21. Being too comfy to get up, I checked the Farmer’s Almanac on-line instead. I definitely got distracted on the way to corroborating the date:
According to folklore, you can stand a raw egg on its end on the equinox.
Apparently the FA editors decided it was worth a try–and suceeded.
Some pithy verse:
One swallow does not make a spring.
Bluebirds are a sign of spring; warm weather and gentle south breezes they bring.
In spring, no one thinks of the snow that fell last year.
Don’t say that spring has come until you can put your foot on nine daisies.
Spring-time sweet!
The whole Earth smiles, thy coming to greet.
The vernal equinox signals the beginning of nature’s renewal in the Northern Hemisphere!
- Worms begin to emerge from the earth.
- Increased sunlight hours, with earlier dawns and later sunsets.
- Birds are migrating northward, along with the path of the sun.
After checking out planting schedule links and other diversions, I discover Official Spring is Saturdayish and not Monday after all–Leap Year influence. Then again I knew it was spring about three days ago because:
1. A huge robin trilled a bodaciously loud and cheery morning song as I readied to get in my car and go to work. Having just read The Secret Garden, I felt compelled to chat with him. He must not have known the robin from that book as he utterly ignored me.
2. Cars are driving down the road with the ubequitious yellow bagged tires needing to be switched over from their studded weather partners.
3. Girls are wearing tank tops at school.
4. Daffodil points are cautiously peeking up out of the barren landscape.
5. Seniors are skipping classes more than attending them.
6. Black is no longer a first choice grab in my wardrobe. Got me a real hankering for purple, pink, and yellow.
7. Turtlenecks suddenly seem so negative.
8. It’s not dark when I get home.
9. Primrose pony packs greet me outside the supermarket.
10. I set up my resin chair outside the front door. I’m catching any stray sun ray I can.
What spring signs are harkening your way?
Pam Webb 
My spring sign: Grimly accepting that the leaves I didn’t rake up last fall aren’t ever going to rake themselves.
Compost.
One winter does not compost make, I’m afraid.
My leaves must be busy because I definitely have compost under my trees. Or am I mistaking compost for untidiness?
Because we are friends, I will not argue with your definition.
I was raking my untidy compost yesterday and discovered oodles of iris shoots coming up. Maybe you also have surprises underneath the blanket of fallout. I best leave this topic.
On the official first day of spring, I received a ticket for parking on the wrong side of a street during a “snow emergency.” The snow melted within hours. Weird weather indeed.
I love your list of signs of spring! I personally know spring is here because I feel more and more ashamed by walking around in my down coat. Everyone else denies that it’s still cold out–they give me piercing looks as they shiver under their light sweaters.
Oh and you can also tell because the candy in the stores becomes more and more Easter egg shaped…
Chocolate eggs–a sure sign of spring